she wanted to go
and i loved her too much to make her stay.
i really thought you were going to come back.
im still hoping you will.
now youre loving her the way you loved me-
calling her the names that you once called me-
looking at her the way you used to look at me-
and it hurts. so fucking badly.
youve burnt the bridge of us that already felt like hell and the pain is so overbearing.
i would rather live an eternal hell with you than a short life alone on earth.
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everything is (not) okay
Poesiaa collection of short poems and stories written by the fingertips of the most heartbroken soul trying to mend itself through words and painfully sad poetry.
